"I donno," he says. "It's--" He waves his hands. It's just a thing, cobbled together in his weird Earth Knowledge box that honestly is likely filled with more razors than value, but then, that's how he feels about (Earth's) humanity, so.

Sometimes he does throw these things out towards Istredd just for the fun of it so he can't really be surprised when Istredd questions it and then he doesn't have a real answer.

The kiss does nothing to alleviate Lucifer's dullest look to Istredd. "'This may go poorly' may as well be my catchphrase, Istredd," he groans, but he peels on out of the room, matching Istredd's steps and heading off towards where Nott's portal is stashed.

He's still not sold himself about bringing Istredd to Nott of all places, so close to the trading route that in theory the Summoned were brought to after they'd been knocked out. Nott, for it's... riffraff, honestly. But they can handle a scuffle. General thugs. Honestly, Lucifer despises Nott, but it's the only port in their storm.

He needs to know more about Hayle before that becomes any option. Borrel sure has nice weather for his cold-hearted existence, but he does not need to deal with Thorne's military stooges.

"I didn't ask," he starts, with a bit realization there that he should have before now, "have you been to Nott, ever?" Lucifer really only went with Kyle before the kidnapped Summoned to kill some undead, but that didn't exactly seem up Istredd's alley.